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Chapter 163 The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, a Blessing in Misfortune

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    The most tragic Taiyi Immortal in the Battle of the Conferred Gods is the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit.

    Her origin is itself a tragedy.

    Nu Wa patched up the sky, cut off the black tortoise, and took its limbs to support the four poles.  The black turtle suffered from this misfortune for no reason, and its grief and indignation were unbearable. The resentment gathered and never dissipated, and it turned into a turtle of the Northern Ming Dynasty. When Cangjie created characters and the tortoise script had the shape of wings, his spiritual wisdom was opened.

    There was Lingbao Dao of the Shangqing who established the Dajiao and became a saint, known as the leader of Tongtian.  Attuned to the shape of a spirit turtle, he is one of the four great disciples under his seat, the realm of Taiyi's true fairy.  At the time of enshrining the gods, because Guangchengzi visited Biyou Palace three times and provoked disputes, he felt resentful, lost to Fantianyin and showed his true form, was kicked out of the palace by the leader, but still followed  Master Tongtian.

    During the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, the Holy Mother of the Guiling was defeated and afraid of leaving her grandson, and then chased to the west. On the way, she met a Taoist guide and was subdued by him and turned into her original form.  The Taoist boy uses the magic weapon to subdue the Guiling Virgin, but is sucked dry by the Blood Sea Mosquito Taoist, and his soul is reincarnated.

    The Holy Mother of Guiling is kind by nature, and because of what happened to the black turtle in her previous life, the world owes her everything.  The original book records: "Fearing that Sun Fang wanted to kill him with a sword, the Western leader rushed up and said: 'Friends of the Taoist, don't kill him. If you think about it, you will end up in trouble, and you will repay him endlessly.'" It can be seen that even saints are not willing to take on this important task.  cause and effect.

    The Taoist Mosquito didn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, so he relied on his supernatural powers to suck up the Holy Mother of the Guiling Spirit, but in the end, he was beaten to death by the Heavenly Tribulation, and he never disappeared again.

    At this time, seeing that the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit was still alive, Xiaoqing was both surprised and happy, crying and laughing while hugging her neck, the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit felt sad, and tears flowed from her huge eyes.

    Lin Baixuan couldn't bear it in his heart, pursed his lips, stretched out his finger, and entered a stream of incomparably pure immortal energy.  Hearing the creaking sound of the giant tortoise's whole body, it immediately transformed into a dignified and beautiful woman. With a wave of its arms, a set of Taoist robes of the real gang Tibetan shape and Dingguo slowly fell down. It was a beautiful Taoist nun with elegant temperament.

    The Taoist nun stared at Lin Baixuan for a while, then suddenly bowed down, choked up and said, "Thank you, brother"

    When the Holy Mother of Guiling was just born with spiritual wisdom, the first thing she saw was the sage of Shangqing, and she regarded him as her father secretly.  Minus, treat the disciples of Jiejiao as their own brothers and sisters, and they are the most intimate.  At this time, seeing Lin Baixuan's skills, he only thought that he was also a member of Jiejiao, and recalled the kindness and resentment when he was studying art, and couldn't help crying.

    "Get up!" Lin Baixuan remembered the story of the Guiling Virgin, couldn't help but let out a long sigh, stretched out his hand to support the Guiling, and said in a low voice, "Just come back, just come back"

    Xiaoqing took Gui Ling's arm, and said with a smile: "Senior sister, why do you call yourself brother son? He is not one of my disciples!"

    "Isn't it?" The Holy Mother of Guiling couldn't help being surprised, and took a few serious glances at Lin Baixuan, "He has all the methods of the "Big Cave Scripture", which must be learned by elite disciples of the inner sect, how could it be?"

    "It's a long story!" Lin Baixuan did not hide anything, and explained, "Jiejiao has disappeared. My real name is Lin Baixuan, and I am a person in the underworld.  Clan skills. But it is really not a member of the Jiejiao."

    "Witch Clan?" The beautiful eyes of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit turned around, and she suddenly focused her eyes, turned around behind his shoulder, her face changed slightly, and then she returned to normal, and said softly, "Pindao's escape from this predicament depends entirely on Brother Dao  , from now on, I would like to lead the horse and fall, and always be by my side!"

    Lin Baixuan looked at it with his divine eyes, and saw that the body of the Guiling Virgin was extremely weak, and her mana was empty.  Now that he is barely in shape, it is just with the help of a ray of fairy spirit that he has passed through just now.  He smiled at the moment and said: "There is no rush for this matter, the Holy Mother can practice here, and it will not be too late to make other plans after recovering to some extent."

    The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit nodded, and the three of them went to the ground immediately, only to see Xiaoqing stretch out her hand, and the ground immediately closed without a single gap.

    The Holy Mother of Guiling applauded, and said with a smile: "Junior Sister's great earth-moving celestial art has become more and more mature, and it is quite subtle."

    Most of the house has been cleaned up, and the Kang family sent some furniture for home.  Now Xiaoqing went to the kitchen to boil water and make tea, leaving Lin Baixuan and the Holy Mother of Guiling chatting in the main hall.

    The two sat down as guests and hosts, and then the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit talked about her own experience.

    It turned out that when she was captured by the leading saint and put into the magic weapon wrapped in cloth, she was eaten up by the mosquito Taoist, and a ray of spirit came straight to the list of gods.

    But the Holy Mother of the Guiling is the reincarnation of the black tortoise, and the world owes her a life. The cause and effect are so deep, who in the world dares to get involved?

    The Conferred Gods List didn't dare to collect her soul, so at that moment, Bai Jian, the commander-in-chief of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor and Qingfu Zhengshen, met her face to face, and gently pushed her out of the Conferred Gods List.

    She is miserable and sad, but she doesn't know where she is going.

    Helpless, she had no choice but to fly back to her body again, only to see that the mosquito priest had eaten up her own flesh and blood, and was so frightened that the boy holding the bag beat and threw the bag and shell on the ground.

    The Mosquito Taoist didn't give up, flew straight to the west, and gnawed the third grade of the twelve-grade lotus platform that the Western religion relies on to suppress luck.  .

    The little boy made a big mistake and was punished by the leading sage.  I forgot that the girdle bag was still lost in the valley.  The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit inspected her tortoise shell carefully, only to find that there was actually a shriveled tortoise egg inside, with a sliver of life left.

    A glimmer of hope rose again in her heart, so she hid the cloth bag and body in the ground, while her soul sank into the egg, and slowly warmed it up, hoping that after thousands of kalpas, it could be rebuilt and returned.

    Since then, there have been many vicissitudes, and I don't know how many epochs have passed.  The original valley has turned into a plain, gradually populated, and then towns are built.  The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit is still sleeping deep in the ground in a daze.

    The heavens collapsed, the aura was lost rapidly, and all beings in the three realms fell into a calamity.  The Holy Mother of Guiling had managed to raise a complete body, but she also suffered from the five declines of heaven and man, and she was about to perish completely in sight.

    Fortunately, there is a heaven and earth that repays the cause and effect, slowing down the exhaustion of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, and the cloth bag is also a magic weapon of high quality, which virtually protects the true spirit of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit.

    Until more than 10,000 years later, the golden dragon of luck in the imperial city was killed, and the innate mirage of the Guiling Virgin Mary accidentally emerged from the ground, frightening a group of mortals. Lin Baixuan traced the source and found the location of the Virgin Mary.

    After listening to the narration of the Holy Mother of Guiling, Lin Baixuan understood the cause and effect, and said with a smile: "This is a blessing in disguise. Although the Holy Mother suffered a catastrophe, now she has taken advantage of it!"

    The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit asked in surprise: "This world owes me a lot, how can I still take advantage of it?"

    Lin Baixuan chuckled, and told about the collapse of the Heavenly Court and the resurrection of the Conferred Gods one by one, and the face of the Guiling Virgin was cloudy.

    She suddenly stretched out her hand, and a small ball of light slowly rose in her palm.

    The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit in front of her is still sitting there, but it seems to be just a phantom, and all the breath has disappeared without a trace at that moment.

    In some thin places, candlelight can even pass through the body to see the scenery behind.

    And within that sphere of light, there are countless streamers of light constantly looming, stars, thunder, flames, sea, storm, rain and snow, lava, earth, trees, flowers and plants, iron and stone it is simply a myriad of things, encompassing everything.

    "Nothingness originates from chaos, and chaos eventually returns to nothingness. In a trance, in a trance, in the dark and mysterious, in the death of God, all phenomena become one." The voice of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit was full of heartfelt joy, "My way of nothingness  It¡¯s still there!¡± (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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